An Zhifeng’s words brightened the eyes of several people. In fact, they had already been thoroughly suppressed by the imposing attitude of the Thirteen Blood Generals; even if An Zhifeng hadn’t offered them money, they would have dutifully carried out the tasks. However, the unexpected windfall certainly heightened their enthusiasm.
"Don’t worry, don’t worry, I guarantee it’ll be done beautifully! But big brother, I do have a suggestion. We should proceed step by step. If a large number of sham internet troops suddenly appeared, it might tip others off, and we’d lose more than we’d gain," one of the men suggested.
Upon hearing this, An Zhifeng turned his head and glanced at An Yiqing without leaving a trace. After receiving her confirming gaze, he nodded in agreement.
"Alright, do it your way. If this is done well, you won’t be short of money. But if it isn’t done well or if you cause trouble in the process— heh, heh!" An Zhifeng chuckled and slammed his right hand firmly onto the desk!
A loud "bang" echoed as a deep handprint appeared on the hard huanghuali wood desk!
Everyone sharply inhaled a breath of cold air, their eyes wide with horror as they looked at An Zhifeng and nodded repeatedly in agreement.
"Big, big brother, rest assured, we definitely won’t be double-hearted. We will certainly complete the task you’ve assigned, don’t worry! Don’t worry!"
Before long, the sound of "click-clacking" typing on keyboards filled the quiet hall. An Yiqing observed carefully for a while to make sure there were no issues, then slightly nodded her head.
"Xiao Yoo, go and check out Fengshang Group’s recent movements, see how many obstacles they’ve been throwing in Xuanjin Yu Jade’s way these past few days," An Yiqing said with narrowed eyes to An Zhiyu.
An Zhiyu immediately plunged into her work, and soon detailed information was displayed on the computer.
"Miss, take a look..." An Zhiyu lifted her head towards An Yiqing, hesitant to speak, "Um... this Fengshang Group, they..."
"Go on, what about it?" An Yiqing raised her artful eyebrows, her smile teasing.
Feeling a chill down her spine from An Yiqing’s seemingly smiling yet not smiling expression, An Zhiyu hurriedly said, "Well, miss, Fengshang Group hasn’t been idle these days. Wang Jianwen and Fu Lin Group have been making mischief upfront, and Fengshang has been tripping us up from behind. Some of the comments about employee exploitation online were instigated by them. They’ve been quite covert, though. If I didn’t have the technical skills, it’d actually be difficult to trace."
"Good, Fengshang is doing well. Xiao Yoo, keep a close eye on them these next few days. Don’t let any of their movements go unnoticed, not even if a single fly enters their headquarters—I want it recorded."
After arranging everything, An Yiqing left the mansion alone, pulling out her mobile phone as she walked.
The phone connected after a moment, and a hearty, deep, confident voice came through the handset.
"Ha ha! Girl Qing! It’s rare for you to call Grandpa Duan. What’s up? Thinking of visiting Nanjin?"
The person on the other end of the line was none other than the Family Head of the Nanjin Duan Family, Duan Jingning.
"Grandpa Duan, I probably won’t have time anytime soon. One of my companies is being sabotaged and excluded by my competitors; I’m busy dealing with it right now," An Yiqing responded with a smile, her voice light.
"Sabotage and exclusion? Who? Girl Qing, although Grandpa Duan is in Nanjin, I still wield some influence in Xuandu City. Just say the word, and Grandpa Duan will immediately send people to help you!" Duan Jingning said eagerly.